A stillness after the storm settles
In my mind
The Energy reaches toward equilibrium
Pockets of chaos still manifest
A glimpse of the Matrix flaws
Shadows dance on the torn screen
The rips provide a sight unseen
A pure vision of reflected mind
Without connection to Space and Time
A portal enlightening all the absurd
A speck of loneliness in a constructed world
Senses and perceptions wire in the input
Labels and theories garble the reality